Amethysta facepalmed internally for being suspicious of someone she knew. She felt awkward because of her behavior. It wasn't polite to be rude to someone who came to see her. Laurent, with a hint of nervousness in his voice, cleared his throat. "Amethysta," he began, "I was wondering if you'd be willing to join me for a cup of coffee at the nearby cafe."Amethysta hesitated for a moment, her eyes fixed on the ground, and then looked up at Laurent with a forced smile with a hint of surprise in her eyes since it was all of a sudden he asked, "Well, I suppose I can't deny such a polite request," she replied, her reluctance evident in her tone. "I'll accept, Laurent."With a relieved smile, Laurent nodded. "Thank you, Amethysta."They both made their way to the cafe. Seated at a cosy corner table in the cafe, Laurent and Amethysta perused the menu, each lost in thought about their impending conversation. After a few moments, Laurent looked up and said, "I think I'll have a cappuccino,
Amethysta entered her room, her footsteps echoing softly in the quiet house. She picked up her mobile phone and noticed a few messages from her father, indicating that he was still at work. Her brows furrowed slightly as she read the messages, contemplating whether to respond.However, after a moment's thought, she decided to close her phone without replying for now. She placed it on her bedside table and headed for the bathroom. Sliding down her straps, she stepped inside the shower. The warm water washed away the remnants of a long day. The droplets slid over her body, wetting her body. Under the shower, She couldn't control her emotions anymore. She pressed her lips trying to control her whimpers. But she couldn't. She whimpered while her eyes shed tears which were mingled with water making it meaningless. Amethysta wrapped in her bath towel and stood in front of the full-length mirror in her bathroom. Drops of water glistened on her skin, and her reflection revealed a moment of
Eira quietly made her way to Mateo's bedroom, her footsteps soft against the floor. As she entered, she noticed that Mateo was in the shower, the sound of running water echoing from the bathroom.She decided to wait for him, taking a moment to settle into the cosy room. The dim lighting and the soft scent of Mateo's Pheromones lingered in the air, creating a soothing atmosphere as she patiently waited for his return from his comfortable shower.Mateo emerged from the shower, his lower body draped in a bath towel. Eira's gaze fell upon him, and for a moment, she was awestruck by his presence. His tall, athletic form and the play of water droplets on his skin seemed to captivate her.She couldn't help but relish the sight before her, a moment of admiration that passed between them as he dried himself off, aware of the effect he had on her at that moment. His slow moments got her guard off. "Are you done with your staring, Kitten?" Mateo asked. Eira averted her gaze, looking at the grou
After a quiet moment of comforting silence, Mateo gently broke the hug, his voice soft as he said, "Let's get some sleep, hmm." Mateo caressed her hair gently. Eira responded with a gentle hum, and together, they made their way to the bed. Mateo took the initiative to arrange the bed, making sure it was comfortable.As they settled in, Eira surprised Mateo by laying her head on his chest, her actions leaving him momentarily stunned. His heart skipped a beat, but he soon relaxed, his arms wrapping around her in a protective embrace. The sensation of her head against his chest brought a sense of warmth and intimacy that neither of them could deny.Mateo, curious about Eira's sudden display of sensitivity, gently inquired, "Baby, is this because your heat is approaching, you are so sensitive?"Eira shook her head in response, denying that it had anything to do with her heat. She simply felt the need for closeness and comfort.Mateo sighed softly, his hand patting Eira gently as he whisp
But Icarus paid no attention to her caution. He moved closer, sitting beside her on the bed and gently pulling her closer by the waist, their eyes locked in a moment of intense connection. Amethysta found herself unable to resist his magnetic pull, her earlier resolve melting away in his presence."Angel... I know I did wrong. Just punish me till you are satisfied." Icarus pulled her hand making her touch his cheeks with her hand. When their skin met each other, She felt a sense of connection making her back hair stand straight. Her pupil dilated while her fingertips turned cold. Amethysta's wide purple eyes met Icarus's gaze, and he couldn't help but be captivated by their depth and beauty. Her eyes held a myriad of questions, searching for answers to the sudden rush of emotions coursing through her.As her thoughts swirled, a gentle warmth spread across her cheeks, and she realized it was Icarus's palm, his touch tender and reassuring. She leaned into his touch without knowing,
Back at the mansion, the police had already arrived, questioning the servants about the break-in. Each servant shook their head, claiming they hadn't seen anyone enter the premises. The atmosphere was tense, and the officers were determined to get to the bottom of the incident since Patrick was an important person in the pack. As Patrick arrived home, he was immediately approached by one of the police officers. The officer began asking relevant questions, "Mr. McCarlock, can you tell us if you noticed anything unusual or if there's anyone who might have had a reason to break in?"Patrick furrowed his brows in thought, contemplating the questions. "Honestly, officer, I can't think of anyone who would have a motive for this. I could only sense the mixture of pheromones when I came out of my room. But they didn't steal anything. If they were thieves, they would have used the scent blocker. But they didn't use,"The police officer nodded, jotting down notes as they continued to investiga
Amethysta came to her room after having dinner. She didn't even talk to her father properly making Patrick suspicious of her thoughts yet he was worried about his daughter who was lost in her thoughts nowadays. She paced front and forth in her room, her heart heavy with longing. "Why hasn't he shown up again?" She whispered to herself. "Did I do something wrong?"Tears welled up in Amethysta's eyes as she rushed to him, her voice trembling. "I thought he would be different. He is also like others. Did he find that I am not like them?""If I was a werewolf, he would have taken another glance at me... I... I am worthless, Ain't I?" She asked herself and despised that she was a human for the first time. No one ever wavered her heart as Icarus did. She was somewhat attracted to that foreign guy who showed up only a countable number of times. Amethysta lay in her bed, her heart still trembling in pain whenever she thought of her days with Icarus. Or you can say her hours with him. As she
The next day, it was Amethysta's weekend holiday. She awoke later than usual, her sleep having been restless the previous night. After getting herself ready, she descended the staircase and entered the living area. There, she found her father, waiting for her.Patrick looked up from the book he had been reading, a warm smile gracing his lips. "Good morning, sleepyhead," he greeted her.Amethysta returned the smile, feeling a sense of comfort in her father's presence. "Morning, Dad," she replied. "Did you wait long?"Patrick shook his head. "Not at all, Ami. I was just enjoying the peace. How did you sleep?" Patrick dramatically said. Amethysta chuckled and hesitated for a moment, then decided not to share. "It was good."Patrick's concern deepened seeing his daughter's fluttering eyelids and the fingers that were snapping now and then. "Okay, why don't we make the most of your weekend holiday? Is there anything you'd like to do today?"Amethysta thought for a moment, a glimmer of exc
"The final exams are coming, we should focus on our studies." Isabella leaned on the bench with a loud huff. Just a few minutes ago only, the professor informed the students of the students. Amethysta's fingers flee across the mobile, texting someone. "And we are going to finish the college already." She murmured. "After exams, I'm gonna go out with Mateo on his business trip." Eira was thinking of the plan already since Mateo had told her about the new business proposal from East Land, even though it was unusual since no one ever made any collaboration with East Land. Since they were named for how cruelty. Eira was unaware of the latter information. She was just happy about a journey with Mateo. Meanwhile, Amethysta couldn't shake off the feeling that something really bad was going to happen. "I'm really jealous of you." Isabella pouted. The duo chuckled at how dramatic the college belle was. "Isabella, Professor Zephyr is calling you." One of the classmate shouted from the class
The twins' expressions changed into something they couldn't explain. It was true that they had a hunch that their mother was alive somewhere. But Samuel's words gave a small spark in their hope. "Are you sure about it?" Isaias grabbed Samuel's collar, bringing him to his feet. "Open your damn mouth, Bastard.""I'm... I'm not sure, but that day she escaped from us, and we couldn't find her. Moreover, the direction she escaped, Patrick's lab is located in that direction. We tried to break in, but he didn't let us. And all these years, we couldn't enter his lab even though we did all the dirty things," Isaias's grip slipped, and Samuel fell on the floor with a loud thud. The twins thought Patrick had an important role in their mother's death, but it was the most crucial clue they had got. Their mother might be alive and the scientist might be researching her. Millions of unwanted thoughts fogged their mind. Icarus gave a small squeeze on his brother's shoulder and whispered. "We will
"David was dead, Master." The man in black informed, hung his head down, facing the satisfied twins in front of them. "So, explain me, how was he when he was dying?" Isaias slightly leaned his head on the wall, overlapping his hand on his firm chest. "He was starved....," The man's explanation was stopped by Icarus. The man's body wasn't trembling as he was started to explain what he had been witnessing. The man continued. "He was strong at first. He fought against it. But no one can fight hunger for long." He paused, fixing his eyes on Icarus, The latter's lips formed a mischievous smile as the man's eyes met him. "I did a job of giving him a scraps—small bits of bread, a spoonful of watery soup, and just enough water to stop him from dying of thirst. He ate it Slowly. Desperately."Again, the satisfied expression plastered on the twins' face. Even though they weren't here to witness David's slow dying, one of the people who framed their innocent mother. "At first," the man said,
"Drag that witch out!"The command rang out in the silent night as Dareen opened the door by the sound of continuous. A group of people barged into his home, grabbing his wife and claiming it was under the pack leader's orders."Luther, what are you doing?" Dareen shouted, trying to run after them.Before he could take another step, someone kicked his knees, forcing him to fall. Rough hands pinned him to the ground."Let me go, you bastards!" he yelled, struggling, but it was no use.His eyes frantically searched the group until they landed on a face he knew all too well. Betrayal hit him like a blow."Jonathan," he said, his voice breaking. "How could you do this to me? I'm your brother, and she's your sister-in-law!"Tears filled Dareen's eyes as pain and disbelief consumed him. His own family had turned against him.A scream broke through the chaos-his wife's voice, full of fear and agony, as the pack dragged her away."Dareen, help me!" Hannah cried out. "Get your filthy hands of
"You shouldn't be here and Shouldn't talk to her." A hoarse voice echoed behind Icarus causing him frown. His bright smile faded away, annoyance reflected well on his face. Icarus turned to face the owner of the voice, There he was, Mateo Nicolas. "Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Why should I hear you? She is my woman and I've all right on her." Icarus proudly spoke. "Your woman? Aren't your dream going out of hands, Icarus Dempsey?" "What do you want?" Rubbing his temples, Icarus made an attempt to leave the place. "Does she know about why you are here? There are hushed whispers of some words, the Dempsey twins are back for revenge. Isn't it true? So why don't you just focus on your shits rather than chasing our pack's omega."Icarus scoffed, eyes flaring the hate. "Or you might be taking advantage of an innocent girl" Icarus grabbed Mateo's collar, blood rushing to his head. "Temptation of the fresh omega, Are you that much eager to let her laid? Or planning to share her with your twin." Icarus wa
"It was a close call, you know. I thought she heard my conversation with Joseph." Isaias pulled up his hair, groaning hardly at the person in front of him. Icarus calmly replied, "Be happy that she didn't hear anything. I don't want her to get suspicious about us, and we had to deal with the Patrick thing as well." "Yeah! You are right." Isaias flopped on the couch, eyes closing tiredly. --------------------------Amethysta sat on the edge of her bed, her heart sinking into the pit of darkness. Patrick had just told her something she never thought she would hear."Luther proposed a marriage," he said, his voice gruff but laced with concern. "He wants you to marry Laurent."The room had fallen silent after that. Amethysta stared at her father, speechless for a moment, her mind racing. Her heart couldn't cope with what she had heard, almost staggered. "I didn’t agree to it right away," he continued after a pause, rubbing the back of his neck, fully frustrated by the sudden proposal.
Isaias leaned against the wall of the mall, a smirk tugging at his lips as he thanked Joseph over the phone. “Dropping those bodies in front of Luther’s house was genius. You did an amazing work, Joseph.”He chuckled, satisfied with the chaos he had helped to create. But just as he was about to say more, a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder. His smirk vanished as he turned, his eyes widening in surprise.It was Amethysta, standing right in front of him. She stood there, an innocent look on her face, clearly unaware of the conversation she had just interrupted. Isaias immediately hung up the phone, slipping it into his pocket as fast as he could.“Princess,” he greeted her with a forced smile, his voice warm but slightly tight. “What are you doing here?”She tilted her head. “I was just shopping with my friends. What about you? I was surprised when I saw you here.” Even though Amethysta didn't hear the conversation Isaias had, his voice drew her towards him, And the solicitude famil
Icarus dropped the curtain and stepped away from the window, running a hand through his hair. His eyes flicked toward the mess outside, the bloodstains on the ground, and the mangled body of the feral alpha lying lifeless. He sighed, pulling out his phone and scrolling to Joseph’s contact. This was the last thing he wanted to deal with tonight, but there was no choice. His father couldn’t see this.After a few rings, Joseph picked up.“Icarus? Do you need something? At this hour?” Joseph’s voice was groggy as if he'd been woken up.“There’s been... an incident outside the house,” Icarus said, with an edge of frustration. “A feral alpha showed up. It's dead now, but there's a mess, and I need someone to clean it up before morning. My father can’t see this when he steps outside.”There was a pause on the other end, and Icarus could almost hear Joseph processing the situation and the rustling sound as if he got up from the bed abruptly. "What the hell? Was that Luther's work? If that is
It had been more than a week since the police department had called back the regular patrols around the city. The streets felt different now, heavier with fear. The feral alpha wolves were multiplying at an alarming rate, feeding the fear in the neighbourhood. The once-safe streets were now dangerous, especially at night, and everyone was on edge about this matter. People were scared, too scared to leave their homes after sunset.Luther hadn’t said a word about the growing threat as he was the one who withdrew the police from the patrolling. It was odd. And the twins knew what he was up to, sending the ferals for them, to kill them, maybe more than that. That evening, the street was quieter than usual. An eerie silence had settled over the place, the kind that prickled the skin and sent shivers down your spine. The streets were empty, the occasional stray dogs barking in the distance. There was a growling sound, low and deep, barely audible but unmistakable to anyone who knew what